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i used to be like her we were one and the same i used to hold her i used to know her name out on the water i feel her once again i used to be like her i used to call her friend she was a lost child running way too fast no matter where she went she could not get away there's a voice reverberating deep inside my head telling me i should have made her stay 'cause now there's no one but me and i feel the sting there was a time she was beautiful she had so much life to give but now all i remember is the broken shell i see in my nightmares i can hardly recognize her doesn't it feel good doesn't the sting feel good |
